Spike Mindfucks His Friends

Ogres and Oubliettes was a game that Spike greatly enjoyed. He and Big Mac scheduled the game for the same time every week and he had never missed a session so far.

Today the game was playing out as it normally did. Sometimes Discord turned up to play with them, but today it was just him and Big Mac, something that Spike was OK with.

The large red stallion with an apple for a cutiemark was a pony of few words and serious stature who was very fun to play with due to the fact he kept quiet, stuck to the rules, and came up with some of the most insane combat strategies that Spike had ever set eyes upon.

They had been forced to make new characters for this game. Big Mac was playing a huge behemoth of a barbarian with a pair of hammers, and Spike was playing a bare clawed Monk who could use fire breath to dish out damage while boxing their way through anything.

The dragon really was a powerful class with the fact they came with armor and natural weapons, but they lacked a lot of bonuses that ponies got. It didn’t really matter however, because most of those bonuses didn’t apply when it came to straight combat.

He tossed the dice across the table, where the bounced around a few times and came up as a mixture of middling numbers. Not the best, but certainly not the worst either.

Big Mac’s green eyes scanned across the table, taking in the details of all the little figurines lay across the map, seemingly thinking up the best strategy to deal with the situation his character had been presented with.

Before anything else could happen, Mac raised his head towards Spike and tilted it slightly to the side, “Ah… Sorry Spike… Ah’m a little distracted from today’s game by the fact that you seem to have… Ah’ Grown a lil’”

Spike nodded, “Yeah, I have. I felt like I wanted to try something different for a change.”
Big Mac seemed to be attempting to read if it was a bluff or not, but after a few moments he gave a slow nod. “Ah’ see. So ya’ just go growin’ whenever you feel like it?”

Spike looked towards the red stallion, one of his best friends and the only one that he actually did things with on a regular basis. He could tell his friend anything, and Big Mac could tell him anything. They had a strange kind of brotherly bond that was rarely seen in this modern day. It was the old kind of blood for blood relationship that really wasn’t meant to be messed with.

“I could tell you. But you might not like it. You promise that you won’t be mad at me, if I decide to tell you?” He didn’t even let the thought of fighting Big Mac cross his mind, he couldn’t do it, even if it did end up coming to it, it would just end badly on all sides.
“Ah’m sorry Spike, I can’t promise somethin’ like that without knowin’… It’d take a lot to annoy me though, so I can promise I will do my best.”

Spike thought for a few moments. Was he comfortable enough sharing something like this with Big Mac? He didn’t know, he couldn’t be sure, just as Big Mac couldn’t be sure he could keep his promise, not that it mattered really. He was too deep now to try and back out.

“Well, you see… I had something of a sexual awakening, and I might have fucked a few ponies… In the ear… And scrambled their brains a bit.”
Big Mac looked shocked for a brief moment, then suddenly burst out laughing. It was a full bellied, hard laugh, the kind of laugh that was ugly and echoed around the room as he beat his hoof against the table and sent the dice bouncing around with the sheer force of his monumental blows.

For a brief moment Spike thought that Big Mac was merely trying to brush this off as some kind of joke, and was about to specify that he was serious when Big Mac suddenly raised his head up.
“Is that why Twilight’s been acting so silly? Ah’m glad, she really did piss me off you know. Always prancin’ about and actin’ like everyone else is so fucking stupid and beneath her, just because they didn’t go to some fancy magic school.”

He was taken aback by just how on-board Big Mac was with this idea, but after getting over the shock, he gave an excited nod. “Yeah, exactly. I just stick my cock in their brains and it really does wonders for them. She’s a lot happier now she doesn’t have all that knowledge to worry about. It felt absolutely incredible creaming inside her skull.”
Big Mac gave a devilish grin that actually scared Spike just a tiny bit. He wasn’t sure why, but something told him that Big Mac was more than just on board with the idea, and the fact that he was so accepting was… Disturbing?

Was that the word he was looking for? He wasn’t sure. He couldn’t be completely sure.
“Ya’ think that’d work on my sister? She’s always worryin’ and ah’ think it’d do wonders for her.”

What.

Spike flapped his mouth uselessly once, and then got a grip over himself and gave a nod. “Yeah, I think it could totally work. You are talking about Applejack right, I don’t think I’d do… Well, anything like that with a kid.”

Big Mac slammed his hoof down into the table with a powerful boom that echoed around the room, almost knocking the figures over, and threatening to shatter the table legs. Spike jumped, just a little.

“Fuck you just accuse me off? I’m nah’t some kinda fuckin’ pedophile!”
Spike swallowed the lump in his throat, “Sorry. I just wanted to be sure, I wasn’t assuming nothing… But… I didn’t expect you to be this eager to do something like this if I’m being completely honest. Just caught me off guard is all.”

Big Mac scoffed, “Course ah’m up for it. You know I have dreams about being the prettiest pony princess in all of Equestria, the Princess of Apples? I opened up to my sis about it, and she laughed in my fuckin’ face… It really fuckin’ hurt my feelings… Well, we can show her I can be the prettiest Princess right? Now Twilight’s drooling her brains out I have a shot at being third, and that’s good enough for now.”

Right. Spike might have been in over his head, but his mother/caretaker/fucktoy had always said you should support your friends in everything they do. And Big Mac clearly wanted to be seen as a Princess, so that was something that Spike was going to have to support.

“Well, you go get dressed up then, Princess. And I’ll… Ah, lure your sister in here, I guess? And then we can both have a go at her ears and teach her not to laugh at other pony’s dreams?”

Big Mac gave a devilish grin, “That sounds like a good plan Spike. Thank you for supporting my dreams so much. You’re a real true friend, you know that?”

Wow, who knew helping and opening up to your friends was so easy. He should’ve done this a lot sooner. With his long, draconic tail swishing softly behind him, he rose from his chair and made for the exit of the barn, already piecing a plan together of how exactly he was going to lure Applejack back here for her… Appointment.

Applejack was currently having a staring contest with an apple. It was one of the more normal things that went on in the Apple Farm. Being away from town, boredom was a constant problem. Boredom often led to feats of genius or, more likely, feats of batshit insanity.

“Three..” Applejack began, “Two…” The apple stared silently at her, “One… DRAW!” As she yelled the final word, her hoof shot down to her lasso, which was on the floor before her, throwing it out in an instant and knocking the fruit from the table. Before it could fall fully from the table, she drew the lasso taunt and threw the offending fruit towards the sun.

“Ah… Buck…” The country mare muttered in her southern drawl. Clearly, the orange earth pony hadn’t intended to do that, but she had thrown an apple at the sun regardless, and now she had to deal with that.

Spike stepped up next to her and tried to give his best smile, “Hey Applejack!”

Applejack fixed her emerald green eyes towards the dragon, not even flinching or reacting to his sudden change in size. “Ah, hey Spike! How you been doing, is your gaming session not goin’ well?”

Now, Applejack wasn’t smart. Not in the way ponies normally mean when they talk about intelligence. If you gave her a book problem or a math problem, she was about as much help as a rock was. But, if you gave her a practical problem or something that required practical experience, they could solve it with ease.

He had to be careful here. “Not at all. I just came to tell you that Big Mac was looking for you in the barn, something important that he wants to tell you I think. I left him to take his turn in the game and thought I’d tell you while I stretch my legs.”

Applejack didn’t seem to question it in the slightest, because it wasn’t exactly a lie, the large dirty blond maned stallion was looking for her. It just might not have been for any of the reasons that she was expecting. Not that that was a problem.

He just had to keep his cool. He could totally do this. Just chill. Just relax.
Applejack gave him a soft smile, “Alright Sugarcube, let’s get a move on then!”

Spike began to make his way back towards the barn. He shouldn’t have been nervous about it at this point, he was Equestria’s expert on the subject at the moment, so there was literally nobody more qualified for fucking pony’s brains then he was.

But he was still nervous. There was still that nagging doubt about something going wrong or someone seeing through his lies and managing to find him out.

As they made their way over the grass, Spike found himself faced with a moral dilemma. He’d never really doubted himself much before, and he didn’t enjoy it when he did end up doubting himself.

Was this right? Was he going to go to Tartarus for this? Was Tartarus a place that even existed? If it didn’t actually exist, did that even matter? Were ponies that were only doing good things due to the threat of eternal punishment actually good ponies…

As these thoughts went through his head, they trotted through the double doors into the barn. He didn’t have to think about such questions much longer, because the double doors suddenly slammed shut behind him. The only light coming in was from the windows right at the top of the barn designed for ventilation, but it had still got a lot more dim…

“Ah’m the Princess of Apples, bitch!” Big Mac suddenly screamed, rising up from out of a pile of hay like some kind of specter rising from the grave.

All Spike could do for the moment was silently utter the words ‘What the fuck’
Applejack looked completely stunned as the red stallion rose to his full height, wearing a golden tiara with a green crystal in the shape of an apple on it, along with four sets of golden shoes that had matching emblems on it.

And then he fucking tackled Applejack so fast and with so much force that she rebounded off one of the support beams like a ping pong ball, bouncing twice along the ground and then lying there in a broken heap with one of her hooves wedged behind her back in some kind of fairly comical pose.

The support beam was cracked, and the dragon couldn’t give a more apt description of what exactly happened because of the deadly speed at which the Princess of Apples had moved.

“Holy flying fuck,” Spike finally managed to utter. The purple dragon had been swearing a lot lately, but then he had been put in so many situations where swearing was appropriate that it wasn’t really fair to pin it on him. “Is she OK?”

Bi- The Princess of Apples nodded firmly, “Ah didn’t even hit her with my full power. That was just to daze her, she’ll be fine.”

Applejack didn’t look fine. She looked like that blow had done more then just daze her. It looked like she was knocked out cold. Thankfully, the orange mare gave a soft moan to confirm that she was still alive, and Spike let out a breath that he didn’t know he was holding.

Up to this point he had felt like he was completely in charge of the situation. But right now? He really wasn’t sure. Apple Princess looked like she would be able to crush him with ease, and he was just glad that they were on his side.

Grabbing Applejack by her mane, the Apple Princess raised her head up and turned her to face Spike.
“So you want first dibs or hawhat?” Big Mac said.

Spike blinked and then moved up next to Applejack. “I guess I’ll take first dibs. We could do it both at the same time if you wanted, share her?”

Applejack muttered something softly, and Apple Princess, or AP for short, slammed her face into the ground to daze her again. Spike didn’t say anything, but he was really scared at the moment. That being said, the taunt, muscle bound body of the farm mare was more then enough to replace that fear with a blazing arousal.

He was going to fuck her ear. Big Mac was going to help him fuck her ear, and then he was going to get as far away from whatever the fuck this was. He had enough already.

His member was starting to slowly spill forth from his slit, and AP spread their legs, their own member spilling to hardness between their legs… Spike had never noticed this before, mostly because he wasn’t in the habit of checking out other stallions, but their cock was absolutely massive, as one would expect from such a powerful Princess. Their balls had a tiara slung around them too… Like some kind of cock decoration that went around the top of their balls, then dangled down to adorn them with an apple gemstone.

Spike had never seen anything like it before, and he was far too scared to begin questioning why exactly he had them. He was the Princess of Apples and he could do whatever he wanted.

Spike’s member was covered with soft spines, and he tried to focus on the soft ears of the apple mare and how he was about to fuck them, rather then the fact that his best friend was currently the most powerful being all the way to Canterlot.

Pressing the pointed head of his member to her ear, he gripped her head firmly and pushed forward firmly. Appejack let out a soft moan, and her tight ear canal clamped firmly around his length, greeting him with a warmth and tightness that he had felt multiple times before, but even now felt beyond any other pleasure that he could have compared it too. He groaned in pleasure and gripped her head firmly, holding her in place as he basked in the sensation.

Soon he would push forward into her brain, well and truly scramble her, and every second of it was going to feel heavenly. He could hardly wait, but he forced himself to do so, long enough to nod to AP and wait for them to make their move.
“So ah’ just stick it in? And it goes through to her brain? That don’t make much sense, you’d think there’d be like… Bone in the way or something.”

Spike smirked, “Well, apparently not. They were made for taking cock, and we need to put them in their place.”
AP pressed his hips forward slowly. The head of his member was much wider then that of Spikes, and he wasn’t sure that it was going to fit, but the stallion was also incredibly strong. Applejack whimpered softly, her eyes opening up wide as she let out a shocked gasp.

“Ah-Hey! Hey!” She cried out, “Whaththebuckyoudoingbro!” She said, her words coming out in one long run-on sentence. It didn’t dissuade the Apple Princess at all, they had set their mind on getting their cock buried deep into their gray matter, and no force in Equestria could rightfully stop them now.

Their ear canal spread slowly, and Applejack begin to wiggle, squirm, and cry out as the massive, bitch breaking and Princess will-enforcing cock begin to force into her like a battering ram.

Her ear canal went from something the size of a coin, to something the size of the opening on a mug. It took several moments, along with much of the strength in the red stallion’s legs, but there was no force in Equestria that could stop it.

With a soft pop, the Princess slipped inside, and Applejack writhed around like crazy.

Spike held her firmly, feeling her clench and convulse firmly around his length, groaning in pleasure as he tried his best to keep pushing forward. With each movement, those spines on his length rubbed against the inside of her ear, making her cry out.

She was still trying to say things, still trying to form words and coherent sentences. Both failed. The Apple Princess gripped their sister with both hooves, pushing forward, and slightly pulling them towards him. This naturally led to her being pulled away from Spike, something that he would have normally complained about, but he didn’t dare do that this time, simply focusing on his own pleasure as much as possible.

He kept forcing himself forward, forcing her ear canal wide, slowly moving towards his prize. He was the first one to bottom out, bumping against the entrance to his prize. Spike was just a few movements away from sinking into their gray matter, but this was simply due to the fact that his member was smaller than that of Applejack’s brother, something that he was slightly ashamed about.

The dragon waited for his friend to reach the entrance to Applejack’s mind as well, trying to get his breathing and his arousal under control so that he didn’t instantly blow his load once he sank into her gray matter.

“W-wait! Don’t stop! Stop!” Applejack cried, but AP kept pushing forward with an angry vengeance, not stopping until he was also resting against the entrance to their heavenly gray matter.

AP smiled brightly, his member twitching softly within their ear as he gave a contented groan, something that sounded almost like a growl at this point.

Applejack looked scared, confused and like she deeply regretted her choice to mock the Princess of Apples at this point.
This was good. Not only had he gotten to fuck some mare’s mind, he had also gotten to teach a friendship lesson! He was getting really good at this.

“So… On three?” Spike asked, and AP nodded firmly, clearly excited about the prospect of getting to sink his length into their mind.
“One…” Spike began, “Two...”
“Wa.. Wait!” Applejack cried, which was ignored by both of them.
“Three!”

Both of them shoved their cocks forward in one instant, sinking through towards her brain. The mare cried out loudly as Spike’s cock bumped up against her brain, the thick head of AP’s cock following shortly behind, threatening to crush her brain as she cried out, thrashing and writhing about wildly as she tears begin to drip down her cheeks, spasms rolling their way through her body as she was bombarded with the sensation of her mind crumbling.

It must have felt absolutely incredible for her, but it felt even better for Spike and the Princess of Apples, both of whom let out loud moans of pleasure as they bumped their cocks against her brain and threatened to reduce it to mush.

Spike wanted to take a moment, he wanted to gather his bearings and take it slow. The large princess across from him didn’t seem to share the same sentiments as they rammed forward without the slightest hint of care.

Applejack cried out softly as her mind was railed, eyes rolling back slightly as her legs begin to kick in an out of control fashion, but the pair of them hung onto her tightly, holding her in place as their members began to plough into her gray matter, no doubt making a mess of her thoughts. Their two cocks bumped against each other within her skull, making her eyes roll back as her tongue lolled out in a truly whorish display of passion.

Spike was slightly fearful of the powers that the Apple Princess possessed, but he wasn’t going to admit that. Spike had to assert his authority over the situation and make sure that the large Princess didn’t think she could get the upper hoof over him.

He matched the speed at which they were thrusting into the orange mare’s brain, both of them grinning happily to themselves as they engaged in a macho match of brain fucking, which was likely one of the strangest competitions that had ever been invented or carried out, but both of them were lost in the moment.

He knew that if he wasn’t careful, the Princess would easily be able to overpower him, and the Apple Princess knew that if they didn’t do a good enough job of ploughing their sister’s mind, then they would never be able to earn enough respect to become a proper Princess.

Applejack really didn’t seem to mind this however, she was currently drooling mindlessly with her tongue lolling out of her maw, eyes rolled back in her head and hooves quivering wildly beneath her as she tried her best to stay standing despite the two massive cocks that were currently buried in her mind.

Her vagina was wildly winking behind her, that fat clit spilling from out between her folds like a pearl, winking at the two stallions as they ploughed in and out of her head, filling the air with a series of lewd smacks and sounds.

Spike was actually pretty surprised by just how resilient her brain was proving, his claws gripping at the side of her head firmly as he did his best to hold back on climaxing, despite the way her ear was currently gripping around his shaft.

This was the other part of the competition between the two of them. Whichever one of them climaxed first was going to end up losing face in front of the other, and neither of them wanted that. So it was also a race to see who could climax last.

The dragon was finding this a lot harder then he would have thought, the orange mare was gripping around his cock with her ear hole much harder then he thought possible, not enough to be painful, but enough that it was proving an almost impossible feat to not dump his load directly into her ear canal right at this moment.

Thankfully, it seemed that Apple Princess was having just as much trouble as she was. Their face was stoic, but there were cracks starting to show in that facade. She would cum first, Spike was confident in his own skills. He could do this, he just had to hold on for a few more seconds.

Applejack had drooled all over the floor, their eyes had been rolled all the way back in their head for quite a concerning amount of time, and it seemed as though they were being overtaken by powerful orgasmic convulsions that were making their way through her body with each thrust.

Her clit was winking desperately, the inner tunnel of her vagina gripping desperately as it attempted to milk some lucky stallion of their seed, but for the moment there was no stallion inside of her. Her body didn’t care however, the scrambled signals of pleasure were more then enough for it.

As the pair of them approached their climaxes in a pretty pointless show of who was more macho, Applejack went through no less than three orgasms, her clit giving a few more desperate winks before she hosed down the inside of her muscular orange thighs in her fluids, even more powerful convulsions ripping through her body that were barely noticeable. After she had gotten through three orgasms where her body had shown off just how hard the orange mare could squirt, all the following orgasms kind of blended together into a seemingly endless stream of pleasure that totally destroyed over eighty percent of her coherent thoughts.

As for the competition between the two of them, it ended in a tie. It wasn’t possible to tell which of them orgasmed first, their two massive loads mixing inside of the orange mare’s head and scrambling any remaining thoughts, before shooting out of her nose like she had just choked on milk, forcing a strange groaning noise from the lips of the mare as both of the drove forth to fully empty everything they had into her head.

Cum also began to pour from out of her tear ducts, dripping down her cheeks and onto the floor, before she opened her mouth and even more of their cum poured forth from her mouth. Her brain had basically been white washed with cum, although she didn’t really seem to care, she looked like she was enjoying her new, less thought filled mind already.

Her eyes had finally found themselves back into something approaching a normal position, though they were rolled out to the side slightly.

Spike slowly pulled his length free from her ear, with the Apple Princess following shortly after, pulling her cock from out of her sister’s ear.

After this, the purple dragon waved his hand in front of the orange mare’s green eyes, attempting to gather her attention and ensure that she was OK.
“Hello? You good, Applejack?” He asked.
“Ah… AH… Apple.” Applejack muttered, more cum leaking from out of her mouth and dribbling down her ears, her legs quivering softly.

The Apple Princess turned back to face him, “Ah, she’s just fine Spike. Thank you very much for this, you’ve been a big help!”
Well, that was good enough for Spike, he held out his hand and shook the hoof of the new Princess happily. “It was my pleasure. Good luck to you!” He said, before swiftly making his way towards the exit.

This whole situation had been too much for him. He needed something less weird, or a break of some kind.